Written for @impalaimagining‘s Cheesy pickup lines challenge. I chose the prompt:
“I need a picture of you so I can show Santa what I want for Christmas.” Also written for @jensen-jarpad‘s Celebration challenge.
Dean x Reader AU
Word Count: Just about 1100
No warnings (weird I know), well, maybe the title, cause that is a little weird. I drew from a bit of personal history on this from my time in the liquor industry, tending bar and working for my parents in their liquor store. It was a fun time in my youth when I was about 23-24 yrs old. So consider this is a blast from the past too!
You loved your job at the liquor distributor. It was just another office job, but every couple of months, you were invited to work the occasional events that were hosted by the manufacturer. This particular event was for Maker’s Mark bourbon. The top shelf events usually drew a higher class clientele than others, like Bacardi or Cuervo.
This event was formal, but not black tie, and you had the perfect dress to wear. It was classic black, sleeveless and had just enough shine that it shimmered when you moved. As you were on the clock tonight there was only a touch of cleavage, leaving more to the imagination. You had spent more time on your hair and makeup than you normally would have, but were pleased with the results. Giving yourself one more look in the mirror, you winked at your reflection before leaving the bathroom. You dug your black open toe heels out of the closet and a slinky shawl, then grabbed your keys and clutch, ready to head out the door.
You were just pulling into your parking spot at the hotel when your phone dinged. Checking it quickly, you saw it was a text from your friend and coworker, Laura, telling you about all the hot guys this event was drawing already. Texting her back your reply that you were headed inside, you locked up your car and made your way to the main ballroom.
You were taken aback at the expense these companies went to when it came to entertaining. The room was ablaze with twinkling lights and the room had been decorated exquisitely. The table linens were black, accented in gold and red. Each table had a Maker’s Mark bottle in the center, acting as a candle holder with a gold and black ‘40′ on each bottle.
This wasn’t just the launch of their new product line, but also the 40th anniversary of the first bottled run of Maker’s Mark. This was a big shindig and it was the who’s who of the liquor industry in Minneapolis. It was your goal to move up in the company and tonight would be ripe for exposure. Everyone getting a sample would pass by your table.
You strode gracefully to the table that had been set up for tasting near the back of the room. You and Laura were there to serve guests samples of the new line tonight, along with Maker’s Mark. You had to admit there were more than a few attractive men at this event, but you had to remind yourself that you were here to work, not find the next Mr. Right Now.
<b>Friend:</b> So what do you like to do for fun?<p/><b>Me:</b> Read about gay wizards, aliens, gay angels, gay band members, gay superheroes, gay just about anything<p/><b>Friend:</b> So....you're gay?<p/><b>Me:</b> NOPE! Straight as a line<p/></p>
A/N: I’m calling it a day - but I’ll leave this little tidbit for you to mull over while I sleep. :-)
It’s written for @andtheraincamefalling
‘s Bad Pick-up Lines Challenge. My prompt is at the very beginning and
bolded. This is the scene that popped into mind… Hope you like it!
Feedback and comments and questions are welcomed!
Characters: Dean x reader
Word count: just shy of 700 (this is closest I’ve ever come to a drabble, yay! - drabbling is a skill I don’t have)
Warnings: Bit of fluff and none other
“Put down that cupcake, you’re sweet enough
and roll your eyes. You are so not in the mood for some arrogant asshole
hitting on you in a grocery store - and with such a cheesy line nevertheless.
You turn around, ready to bite the head off of this douche, but you freeze with
your mouth hanging open when you’re met with sparkling green eyes and a